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Maybe here
but nobody's listening to the child
Nobody's listening
Photograph
with a hole outside it, you're staring at
How long will it take?
There's a gun
locked in the fairy tale
And there is mom-
reading the bitter end
If you try
not to think about yourself
And do it right, and do it right
Remember this
Remember the one you harmed
Prepare your bed
But you'll never sleep again
Cuz Peeping Tom
is something natural. Come on now
Say goodbye to angel.
You've got yourself a clap, clap clap
for what you have done to your starlight.
Clap, clap, clap
for what you have done to yourself.
Clap, Clap, Clap.